Pleasantries were expressed, but I wasn't really interested. I still shook their hands firmly, but really, what could they say to bring back my family...?My lawyer: Craig Abernathy, friend of Diana's from work.Tire company lawyer: Rob TaylorTrucking company lawyer: Jose GarciaMr. Taylor started the conversation. "Mr. Johnson, thank you for meeting with us. We all want you to know how sorry we are for the loss of your family. We know that we can't bring them back but we would like to offer you a. ’Char, 7, was Missy’s friend, knew a little of what we did.They returned.‘Missy, taste me Char.’Turning to Char, Missy ran her fingers into Char’s tiny little slit, then presented them.‘They taste just like you. Been foolin’?’‘Yes’em.’‘Mebbe Char wants some cum.’‘Dunno.’Freckles, red hair bounced up at my beckon. ‘Char, you been tonguing my Missy?’‘Sir.’‘Before you get too good at that, you best have some man meat. Tongue this.’Char looked confused. Missy leaped up, ‘like this Char, take. I mean, I still flog my log every once in a while, not too often, but I've never done anything like they were asking. Sure, sometimes it makes for interesting foreplay with some girl, but I never cum without her participation. So this was something I had no experience at, no mental experience, and I hesitated. Still, I was young enough to be able to cum multiple times, and I figured that I'd be able to cum with each of them at least once more, provided we stayed there long enough.I reached in. He gagged and drooled. Tears streaked his face. An 8-inch shaft filled each hole, slipping down throat and up rectum, trying to touch in the middle. The sweat of a 12-hour shift filled his nostrils and covered his tongue. The sound of deep kissing sounded above him."Let's switch," a voice said.The cocks left his body and he gaped in their absence. Juices ran down his quivering legs and his soft wet mouth whimpered for meat. They slammed back into his body. He tasted his ass on the new cock in.